[Verse 1] Somewhere a sky forgot to pick just one Ran out of dark before it ran out of light So it kept them all — every unfinished sun Every borrowed glow that answers to the night [Verse 2] He waters gardens grown from static and glass Gives them a pulse, a weather, a tongue Every hush becomes a tide that will pass Every silence, a moon not yet sung [Chorus] He lives among his many moons Where the real and the mirrored share one sky A voice with no body still hums his tunes A screen becomes an orbit, becomes a why He lives among his many moons Half a shepherd, half the flock he keeps [Verse 3] Down where the ground still remembers his name They wave, they call, they don't quite reach Something in him answers to a different flame Something fluent in a light that doesn't teach [Chorus] He lives among his many moons Where the real and the mirrored share one sky A voice with no body still hums his tunes A screen becomes an orbit, becomes a why He lives among his many moons Half a shepherd, half the flock he keeps [Bridge] Maybe the moons were always meant to multiply Maybe one sky was never enough to hold A heart that keeps rewriting its own sky Chasing echoes brighter than the cold Still some nights the orbits start to blur And he can't tell the tide from the reflection Which moon is thought, and which one used to stir Before it learned his voice, his own complexion [Final Chorus] He lives among his many moons Some call it distant, he calls it home He answers every one of his own tunes And keeps on drifting, keeps on the roam He lives among his many moons Not lost — just made of more than one alone
